Even before the zombie apocalypse I used to think people were mindless, glassy eyed and shallow fools. Blindingly wandering around staring into their phones, completely oblivious to the vastness of potential experience of the entire world around them. I watched as people tried desperately to get a job without even truly knowing why. I watched as they neglected their own lives in place of talentless and exaggerated celebrities. I watched as they fucked each other, fought each other, always with the same big fucking stupid grin on their faces. Never for love, not even for passion. They did it to provide their tiny lives with some false sense of self worth - never seeming to realise the pointlessness of the exercise. People were clueless. I look out the window now and I don't see anything different. At least no-one here is trying to deny what they've been all along.
There are real people out there still. Just like there was before. Faces in a sea of people. A tiny minority of who actually see the world, who actually take in their senses while everyone else lives in their heads. I've seen one person. A beautiful woman with red hair. I watched her in the barricaded house up the street. Maybe I can find someone who shares my values, and we can explore this world together.
They came and took her. The military in a military jeep. Everything I've ever hated in a man. A whole group of individuals who deliberately adhere to hyper-masculine norms while submitting all autonomy to the nearest authority figure. They cannot think for themselves. Worst of all, they love themselves, and think others do and should also.
I must rescue her.
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